In the magic of green,
Lives a beautiful queen,
All neat and preen,
In a banglow of dreams.
She is tall like aishwariya,
White as Britney,
With a face of Katrina,
Pure as dew and warm as brumal coat.
When UBJ looks at EJ the queen,
The world so stops as a beheaded limb,
The breath so shorts and a magic cahorts,
Her eyes flatters UBJ to dreams.
In this world or the next,
Let this text reach her nest,
With the message so blest,
Embalming heart’s unending quest.
----------------------uddalakbanerjee(UBJ)
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